Date: Wed, 2 Mar 2005 20:54:26 -0800 (PST)
From: faggot
Subject: My Best Friend Turns On Me
Intro and Background:
Charlie has been my best bud for a few years. He also happens
to be my connection for weed. No matter what day or time of
day, he comes thru with the best and cheapest maryJ around. I
have had a 'Lover' for several years (not my first by a long
shot) and he's in his first relationship with a guy. They've
been together a couple years, We party together a
lot....sharing our frustrations, mostly, with our respective
lovers. We're both involved with very effeminate guys....me
being a long-haired, bandanna wearing dude that hadn't been
with a queen before and him being a 'str8' guy in his first
same sex relationship, also with a drag queen. I've lusted
after Charlie from the very start of our friendship, but
never dared say anything for fear of the reprisals from
either him, his lover, or my lover. We party together alone
most times....me lusting, him just enjoying a party
bud....but like I said....nothing was ever said.
OK, lemme give a few physical details....me, I'm in my late
thirties, tall (6'2"), slender (165lbs), long brown hair,
mustache, bedroom brown eyes, thick lips, some hair across my
chest with a trail to a lightly haired stomach with another
trail of hair pointing toward one of those 'creeper'
cocks....you know..small when soft, but mine creeps to 8 1/2"
when hard, little hairy butt...............Charlie is average
height (about 5'9"), also somewhat slim, tho proportionate
(about 145lbs), short, very dark brown (almost black) hair..,
bright, big brown eyes, full lipped, stash and goatee, slight
chest hair, no stomach hair, a trail starting at his
beautiful navel pointing to, what I had heard rumored to be,
a big piece of manmeat. He is a mix between a redneck type
(jack-of-all-trades, mechanic oriented, fuck y'all attitude)
and a sagger type (always wearing long, button-down shirts,..
unbuttoned halfway (showing that hot, most of time sweaty
chest) and when he lifted his shirt, all you see is boxers,
and jeans just above his crotch). His whole look drove me
CRAZY. But I never said anything, or let on......or so I
thought.
What Happened:
Charlie and I are hanging out at his place, playing a video
game (one of those NASCAR games). Our respective lovers are
not there. Mine's working a double shift, his is visiting his
family. So, as usual, we're hanging out together......gettin'
stoned on some killer pot..drinkin' shots (Jack Daniels) and
beer. In the middle of a race, Charlie says he needs to catch
up on his laundry and tells me he'll be right back. As I'm
sittin' back, takin' another hit of his water-bong, he comes
back into the room wearin' nothing but his boxers. I try not
to stare and just say kiddingly "Dude, c'mon, you're just
trying to distract me.. comin' in here like that"....he says,
laughing " Well, go ahead, man....strip down like I am....who
knows, maybe we'll be even". Well, I can't be outplayed like
that, so I start undressing....only problem is.. I'm starting
to get a half-hard-on....Charlie just casually says to me "
Dude, you always thinking about sex, ain't ya?"....I just try
to casually try to laugh it off and we go back to racing.
Here we are, Charlie on a chair, legs spread enough for me to
notice his cock hanging inside one side of his boxers as I'm
sittin' on the floor about 6 inches away from him....crotch
level...
During 'crashes' and 'pit stops' in the game, Charlie keeps
adjusting his crotch...a fact I can't help but notice out of
the corner of my eye......but I keep trying to ignore it,
continuing in my belief that I need to keep my lust for this
Stud to myself, not wanting to piss him off or ruin the truly
good friendship we have, not to mention the wrath of our
"lovers".
After about twenty minutes of this, there's a knock at
Charlie's door. He just hollers "come on in" since we are in
the middle of racing. It's Mark....a friend of Charlie's for
years.....a straight dude friend of Charlie's whom I've met
before, partied with Charlie with, and who "knows" about us
being gay. He's dressed in just a pair of too loose, too
short pair of shorts, his long, lanky bod strutting like he
always does. He's an OK guy, but he's a guy I hung with
only because he's a friend of Charlie's. I glance up and see
his cock head is hanging out of his cutoffs. He's not a bad
lookin dude....similar bod to mine (about 6'1or2", 160lbs
maybe)....slightly hairy chest and stomach.....thinner
tho....never thought much about him other than him being
Charlie's friend.......................Charlie pauses the
game, saying, "'bout fukkin time, man....you bring yer
shit?"........Mark "Of course. man...don't I always"
After about another hour or so of smokin', drinkin',
and gettin' caught up in the video game, we quit playing. I
don't feel right. I've smoked a lot of weed and done a lot
of different drugs in my time, but something feels 'off'.
Charlie, knowing how fucked up I get, and that I start
running my mouth and being honest once I'm fukked up, says,
looking at me, " Dude, be honest, you really want me,
dontcha?...you wanna suck me or more".....I turn beet red...I
know I'm busted because I can feel my
embarrassment....."Yeah....for a long time, man".....it's at
this point that I realize that there's something about this
weed that Mark has brought.....I'm not feeling in control of
my mind and what I'm saying.....I'm feeling like, 'fukkit,
what the hell'.................Charlie says "yeah, i
know.... you can suck me if you want, man...but you gotta
prove how much you want me".............At this point,
between being horny and half-hard from Charlie being in his
boxers and now being stoned as fukkin hell....not even paying
attention to Mark or remembering he is there.........I look
Charlie in his gorgeous, mesmerizing eyes and say " ANYTHING,
Charlie....I'd do ANYTHING to be able to do ANYTHING with
you".
With that, Charlie tells me to "get on your knees, fag, face
me"...since I'm already on the floor, I get up on my knees,
facing Charlie, he's my dream MAN, right?..., his crotch at
my face...forgetting Mark's even there, my back now to him as
I stare at what I look at as being my Master. Suddenly, my
arms are grabbed.....click,click...........Mark has tightly
put handcuffs on my wrists behind my back.
"What the fuck???" I say..........."Bitch, I fukkin' knew you
were hot for me, now I'm gonna see how much" Charlie says, as
he kicks me square in my chest with the bottom of his foot,
knocking me to my back. Mark grabs me by my hair and jerks my
face to his crotch as he pulls his shorts off, exposing his
massive 9 inch,3 inch around uncut hardon in my
face......Mark tosses me back down on the floor, saying to
Charlie "Fuck man, I gotta piss first"..........Charlie grabs
me back up by my hair (by know tears are forming in my eyes)
telling Mark "Dude, aint gotta use the pisser, you got one
right here"....with that Charlie pulls my head back to
face Mark's hard cock, and says "bitch, open up so he can
piss" and clicks open an 8 inch switchblade.
Mark grabs me back and shoves his pole down my
throat......gagging, choking me.....Mark laughs as he unloads
hthe full force of his hot, heavy piss down my
throat.........I swallow as fast as I can...I spill some out
of the corner of my mouth... Charlie kicks me from behind in
my balls and ass hole...."FUKKIN' FAGGOT!!!!....DRINK
IT!!!"........as Mark finishes, Charlie SLAMS my face to the
floor......"Lick it up, Bitch!!"........shaking with fear,
with the blade in my face, I lick up every drop that spilled.
Once I'm done getting the last drop of Mark's piss off the
floor, Charlie kicks me HARD in the ribs, knocking me to my
back. Charlie immediately pounces on my chest, sitting, with
what I now see is his enormous cock.....10 inches of
throbbing, veiny, 5 inch diameter meat....more than I ever
dreamed of....my eyes wide in shock, awe, horror and,
admittedly, lust .......Charlie grabs my head, pries my
mouth open with his rough, calloused, fingered and SLAMS his
Manmeat ALL THE W WAY down my throat...the more I gag and
struggle, the rougher, deeper, and meaner Charlie gets with
his throat raping....laughing as I choke, cry and gag....my
mind racing....I've wanted Charlie, dreamed of having sex
with him...but this wasnt how it was supposed to
happen.....relentlessly, he keeps fukking my throat til I
pass out from him holding me too long down on his massive
pole.
I slowly start to come to...I realize I'm laying down on my
stomach...I try to roll over....I can't...my arms are bound
and I can only half roll over, the cords on my wrists are
tight by ther's slack to whatever they're tied to...., my
ankles are bound securely and tightly to, what I now realize,
is the bedposts.....the shiny blade suddenly is in my face
with Charlie's face behind it...."turn back around,
bitch,... face the bed and get up on yer knees faggot"...the
rush of what happened earlier flashes in my mind....I try to
protest "NO...what the fuk, man??...you know I woulda done
you another way...like hot and nice...c'mon man"....my head
is pulled back with Charlie's face directly in mine as an
incredible pain goes thru my right chest, just below my
nip....it's a slice from the knife....Charlie's other hand
appears in front of my face....blood....my blood..."I want it
the way I say, bitch....what you want dont fukkin
matter....now....get up on your knees"
The cords are tied in a fashion that I am able to draw back
and get on my knees with my arms now extended upwards and my
feet still secured to the bottom bedposts. Charlie kneels
behind me, massaging my ass cheeks..."nice flat, little
ass.....my bone will be able to fit deep in this
pussyass"....at the same time, Mark's feet appear in my face,
as he stands at the head of the bed.....the stench is
awful...Mark is well known for his lack of hygiene...he waves
his stinking toes under my nose..."clean 'em fag" he
says........I turn my head in disgust...I feel a sharp
pointed pain in my right ass cheek......."clean his nasty
feet queerboy, or I'll give you a second asshole back here"
Charlie says.....I stick my tongue out and begin to lick at
Mark funky feet..........."lick my toe-jam out" Mark
orders....gagging, but obeying, I clean this redneck's
sweaty, nasty, almost moldy feet and toes.
As I clean Charlie's str8 buddies' feet, I feel Charlie spit
on my asscrack ....he starts pushing a finger in my
hole....."DAMN...you are a tight fukkin fag, aint ya?....I
thought you was lying when you told me you don't get it up
your ass".......(I wasnt lying....once, a guy single fingered
me when I was 18 and never again since then)...."Damn
Mark....this is gonna be better than we thought".....with
that, Mark shoves his right foot into my mouth, disgusting
and gagging me as Charlie mercilessly shoves four thick
fingers into my virgin hole.........I try pulling away from
the onslaught on my hole by Charlie only to be inundated by
more of Mark's nasty, sweaty foot in my mouth.
Mark pulls his funky foot from my mouth, kicking my jaw,
"Charlie...lemme at that ass"......"no way Dude, I been
wantin to take this fukkin asshole's hole for a loooong
time..........I'm the one gonna ruin it".....with that,
without warning, Charlie SLAMS the FULL force of HIS 10x5
Manhood DEEEEEEP into my tight hole.......I scream and cry in
incredible pain...........Charlie tells Mark "shut the ferry
up!!!!...............shove sumthin' in his
mouth!!!'..............Mark flies in front of me and shoves
his pole into my open screaming mouth........both MEN start a
rhythm of plowing me at both ends..............Mark grabbing
my ears choking my raw throat....Charlie mercilessly, ruffly,
PLOWING my hole with NO mercy or abandon.....I thrash and try
to get away from the onslaughts, but each time I try to pull
from one, the other inflicts more intense and deliberate
pain.....my cries and painful moans only intensifying these
MEN's poundings.....Mark screams "no chick ever blew my like
this!!!!"........Charlie, my dream Man, bends down to my ear
as he deeeeeeep fuck/rapes my hole saying "you are MY fukkin
bitch now....MINE....anywhere, anytime, anyhow I
want.............i OWN you, you fukkin
cunt!!!"...............and i knew it was true.........tears
streaming.............trying to beg but unable with my mouth
and ass full.....my mind screaming "NOOOOOOO"...........but
my soul LOVING my dream man (Charlie) taking me.... on HIS
terms.... and my body betraying me....my own dick hard as a
rock and cumming long before these MEN did.
As if on cue, like they had planned it all, Charlie yells to
Mark "You ready?"...Mark "When you are,
man!"...........WHOOOOOOOSSHHHH!!!!.........my throat and
ass are SHOT!!!!!!!.........Mark shoots what he has in his
bullballs down my throat as Charlie hollers LOUD and I can
feel his seed fill my hole and leak outside it........Mark
pulls out of my mouth, finished, but Charlie keeps on
pounding my ass, pumping more of his load in me, hollering,
cumming, yelling, cumming, cussing, and cumming more!!!!...
Finally, Charlie collapses on my back, his cock still hard
deeeeep inside me....Mark wiping his pole in my cheeks and
lips....sweat dripping from both MEN.
Charlie, still in and on me, looks up at Mark. "You done,
man?:"
Mark " Yeah, man...gotta piss again tho......u mind?"
Charlie, in my ear, whispers " let him"
Something inside me felt I HAD to obey....I open my
mouth....Mark immediately shoves his softening cock (altho
still 6 inches soft) back in my mouth and I begin to drink
his piss again...Charlie in my ear, silently whispering
"drink it, baby....do it for me".....I do............every
drop.
Mark gets off the bed....Charlie still lays on top of and
inside me.....Mark says "Damn...gonna get more of that fag
when i'm horned up and cant get my girl over"......Charlie
gets up from the bed.....my ass feeling empty and desiring
him...."You dont come near MY fagbitch unless I say
so.............got it?"..........."Got it, man
"...........Mark leaves
Charlie comes back over to the bed............he unties
me..............holding the knife where I can see
it........"you got your shit all over my cock.....clean it,
bitch"
I open my mouth and suck my own ass off my STUD........both
out of fear of him hurting me and truly wanting to please
him.
Again showing me the blade, Charlie asks " am I gonna need
this next time?".....lovingly, I tell him "no"....HE
says..."I'm gonna keep it....cause I got a lot more twisted
shit in mind for you...cause I OWN you now, BITCH!!!!!
and He does....
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you do, PLEEEEASE!!!!